Old Qin picked her up and gently placed her on the couch, peeling off her clothes one by one. Soon, her snow-white delicate body was fully revealed.
Looking at the full peaches, Old Qin once again opened his mouth, took one bud into it, but he didn't rush to suck, only teasing around the bud with his tongue, constantly swirling.
"Mmm, mm..."
Huan Huan closed her eyes slightly, biting her lip, her delicate body starting to twist slightly involuntarily.
While teasing her peach, Old Qin reached out his hand and began to caress her mysterious spot.
However, at that moment, Huan Huan suddenly clamped his arm with her legs, immobilizing him.
At this moment, Old Qin's hand, trapped between Huan Huan's thighs, couldn't be pulled out or pushed in, so he could only use his other hand to pry her thighs apart.